Chapter 697: The Instrument Spirit of the Demon Pestle

"Regret?heh, the Yue clan is too busy to take care of themselves, with their current situation, I don't know how many people want to beat the water dogs!" Ye Mingsang whispered, as if responding to Ye Fengqing, who had already gone away, and as if he was talking to himself.

Finally, after taking a look at the collision between the Spirit Slashing Heavenly Sword and the Demon Refining Pestle in the sky, Ye Mingsang also took a step, and there was no trace of him in a few steps.

"Slashing the Spirit, why don't you go all out?" Under the protection of the three half-body demons, the Dou Lisa rushed into the battlefield of the Spirit Slaying Heavenly Sword and the Demon Refining Pestle, his hands trembled slightly rhythmically, with him as his heart, the void was flooded with layers of ripples that were invisible to the naked eye, and the entire space began to show a sense of sluggishness, whether it was the Spirit Slaying Heavenly Sword or the Demon Refining Pestle, the speed of movement was slowed down.

The Slayer didn't reply, because it really didn't do its best. For it, preserving its strength is the most important thing now.

"Kill!" the hat man let out a low shout, and the three half-body demons guarding him disappeared at the same time, and appeared near the Spirit Slaying Heavenly Sword in an instant, either unfurling a spell seal, or casting a secret technique, and bombarding the Spirit Slaying Heavenly Sword at the same time.

The Spirit Slashing Heavenly Sword rolled back and forth in a limited area, and terrifying attacks slammed into its blade without stopping.

With every critical blow of the Demon Refining Pestle and the three half-body demons, part of the strong light escaped from the inside of the Spirit Slashing Heavenly Knife and turned into a rain of light in the sky, this scene made many people's expressions change greatly.

"Oh my God, the Spirit Slaying Heavenly Sword is invincible to the Demon Refining Pestle! If it goes on like this, the Spirit Slaying Heavenly Sword will be beaten as a mortal soldier, right?" a strong man from the Protector Sect muttered in a low voice, his expression was faintly frightened, he knew very well that once the Spirit Slaying Heavenly Sword was abolished, that Dou Lisa man would definitely aim the butcher knife at them. Ye Fengqing has already left and gone to the Ancestral Demon Ridge, when the time comes, who can sometimes compete with the hat man who is in charge of the demon refining pestle?

"The Demon Refining Pestle is too powerful! Especially the three demon spirits that may be the three demon ancestors in the past, each of them has the power of the dominant level, how can the Spirit Slaying Heavenly Sword be able to defeat it?"

"King Ye is in retreat, completely cut off from all contact with the outside world, he won't know about things here, and now he can't count on King Ye...... What about those old ancestors of the Yue Clan? Now only those old ancestors can save us. "There was a secret prayer for the show up.

The hesitation on the side of the Protector King faction, the powerhouses of Ye Mingsang's camp are undoubtedly the opposite of joy, and victory is already in sight!

It seemed that the wind was exhausted, but the hat-man did not feel any joy at this time. He had doubts in his heart, the current performance of the Spirit Slashing Heavenly Sword was not worthy of that great name at all, and he always felt that something was wrong.

"Slash Spirit, I know you're not doing your best! Is it because you can't exert your peak strength, or do you have other plans? Your time is running out, if you don't surrender, I will destroy you and become a mortal soldier!"

Slashing Spirit didn't reply, struggling to deal with the fierce attacks of the three half-body demons and the demon refining pestle, and it was difficult to counterattack.

No one noticed the area where the palm print had been taken, and a bloodied figure stood up from the pit.

"Ahem...... The master in a normal state is really not easy to provoke!" Yunchen coughed twice, coughed out a mouthful of purple-black bruises, and when he looked up at the battlefield in mid-air, his eyes became strange.

At present, the Spirit Slashing Heavenly Sword only has the power to parry, and if it continues to develop according to this trend, it will be defeated sooner or later.

If the Spirit Slashing Heavenly Sword is defeated, his fate will definitely not be much better. Thinking of this, Yunchen's heart tightened slightly, this slashing spirit coaxed look, and he dropped the chain at a critical moment, which was really fatal.

Yunchen knew that he couldn't wait, he had to make a move. As he pondered, his gaze shifted to the end of the demon refining pestle. The predicament of the Spirit Slaying Heavenly Sword was caused by the Demon Refining Pestle, and if it could contain the Demon Refining Pestle, it might be able to turn the tide of the battle.

In terms of lethality, the harm of the Demon Refining Pestle is definitely in the Dou Lisa Man, but in Yun Chen's eyes, the Dou Lisa Man's master is undoubtedly more dangerous, it is an existence that comprehensively crushes him! And no matter how powerful the Demon Refining Pestle is, it is only a weapon that can be manipulated by others, and he is confident that it can affect this weapon.

When Yunchen took off into the air, many people let out exclamations. After being hit by the hat, everyone already thought that Yunchen, when he appeared again, the impact on some people could be imagined.

The hat man also noticed Yunchen for the first time, and he didn't expect Yunchen to survive under his palm.

"The vitality of your ant is tenacious, under the domination, there are not many people who can survive my blow, and you can be proud enough to survive. ”

Yunchen didn't say anything, urging the Yin and Yang Life and Death Tribulation, the power of death around him flowed, and the breath of death gradually spread to this area.

"Dare to take the initiative to attack me, courage is commendable!" said the man with a hat, his right hand raised lightly, and between the magic patterns of his skin, a silver-white talisman condensed into his palm.

At the beginning of the formation of the silver-white talisman, the void began to collapse, and the space around the hat-hated man was severely distorted, as if it could not carry the power of the silver-white talisman.

The Yue clan is the enemy of the royal family, Yunchen came here on behalf of the Yue clan, and the people of the hat have a hundred reasons why they need Yunchen to die. Yunchen could survive the blow he had just hit, and he wouldn't allow that to happen again. Therefore, the hat man used a real killer move this time.

While the hat-bearer was brewing a killing move, the corners of Yunchen's mouth showed a hint of imperceptible joy.

The aura of the power of death spread throughout the area, and in Yunchen's perception, there was a force on the other end of the demon refining pestle that began to leap excitedly, as if he had met a companion.

"Good spiritual death power......" Sure enough, it succeeded in attracting the death power inside the demon refining pestle, Yun Chen couldn't help but be secretly happy, and at the same time, he was surprised by the spirituality of the power inside the demon refining pestle. From that faint perception, he really felt a joyful emotion.

With the power of emotions, with such spirituality, could it be the spirit born from inside the demon refining pestle, an existence like a slaying spirit?

Yun Chen was puzzled, if it was really a machine spirit, why did the Demon Refining Pestle need to be controlled by a Fighting Hat? It could completely fight on its own like a Spirit Slaying Heavenly Sword with a slaying spirit.

Those three half-body demons were not the spirit of the demon refining pestle, at best, they were only puppets that had lost their autonomous consciousness after being sealed in the demon refining pestle. If you think about it this way, as a supreme magic weapon, it is not necessary to have a tool spirit inside the demon refining pestle.

Thinking of the death power inside the demon refining pestle, which may have come from the existence of the machine spirit, Yunchen didn't have that much confidence at this time. If there is a real machine spirit, its wisdom must be as weak as that of a slashing spirit, and if you want to influence it, you are afraid that it will be difficult.

Either way, you have to give it a try. Quickly thinking in his heart, Yunchen released the power of death and invaded the inside of the demon refining pestle.

The Demon Refining Pestle did not reject Yunchen's death power, and was still colliding with the Spirit Slaying Heavenly Sword, but its movements were much slower.

"Huh?" Yun Chen let out a low sigh, and by invading the power of death inside the Demon Refining Pestle, he could clearly feel more things.

Originally, the spiritual death power he sensed inside the demon refining pestle did belong to the spirit of the magic refining pestle, to be precise, it belonged to a spirit that was about to take shape.

Strangely, the soon-to-be-formed machine spirit was in a state of confinement, making it impossible for it to truly take shape.

After knowing something, Yunchen fell into even greater doubts. Who imprisoned the soon-to-be-formed machine spirit and prevented it from growing? You know, if a magic weapon can give birth to a machine spirit, its power increase is very strong.

Possessing a machine spirit means that this magic weapon has been promoted to a life level, otherwise, it is just a powerful magic weapon, and the difference between the two is very different.

Who would dislike the power of the magic weapon? The formation of the restraining instrument spirit is equivalent to restricting the self-growth of the demon refining pestle. Could it be that the people of the royal family were worried that they would create an uncontrolled magic weapon like the Spirit Slashing Heavenly Sword, so they imprisoned the instrument spirit that was about to take shape?

Yunchen didn't know the answer, and now was not the time to think about those things.

Through the power of death, perceiving the closeness of the imprisoned spiritual power to him, as well as the desire for freedom, Yunchen had a plan.

"Slash the spirit, help me suppress the demon refining pestle first!" Yunchen shouted loudly.

"You didn't see my situation?" Slayer replied when he was smashed by a half-body demon and flew out with a punch.

"Damn, aren't you very powerful?The strongest murderer who has killed the most legends......" Yunchen tried hard to manipulate the power of death released, he really had to be careful, the power of the battlefield on the side of the Spirit Slaying Heavenly Sword was too terrifying, and the power of death he released was being worn out all the time, and if he was not careful, he would cut off the connection with the machine spirit inside the demon refining pestle that had not yet been completely formed at any time.

"It also depends on who the opponent is...... These three demon spirits may have been transformed by the remnants of the three demon ancestors who fought with the ancestral demons to dominate the world, and their strength is not weaker than anyone else......" While the spirit slashed back, he was defeated and retreated, and he looked like he was about to be defeated at any time.

"You're too unreliable...... Yunchen had no choice but to lean forward cautiously. He wanted to try to see if he could release the imprisoned spirit in the refining pestle, but if he was too far away, the death power he released would be too much weakened.

"Boy, this battlefield is not for you to set foot in, get out of here!" shouted the Slayer.

"You can't be trusted, won't I come to help me and let me wait for death?" Yunchen replied angrily.

"Huh?" Dou Li's heart was shocked, the demon refining pestle was manipulated by him, and he was naturally able to detect some changes inside the demon refining pestle.

"He was able to sense the presence of the machine spirit...... And trying to untie the prison of the machine spirit?" secretly thought, the hat's heart flashed, that ant was really surprising, this person must not stay.

The hatper pushed his palm, and the silver-white talisman condensed in his palm struck Yunchen with lightning speed.

Yunchen has been vigilant against the hat man, how can the hat man's attack be hidden from him? It's just that the speed of the silver-white talisman is too fast, and when the silver-white talisman hits, the void he is in is imprisoned, making his body stagnate, almost unable to move.

He wasn't sure he would be able to resist the blow of the hatholder, it was a devastating force, and he could feel the end of contact with that silver-white talisman, and it would definitely be the end of his own destruction.